Chapter 403 (1/2)
Boom... Boom!
Bursts of explosions came out, and the huge body of the bloody giant turned into clods, scattered and completely broken.
”I can't see its power this time.”
Luo Chen fell to the ground, raised his chin towards Xu Yulong, and asked aloud.
”Cough... Cough...”
Xu Yulong suddenly knelt on the ground and coughed violently. It was obvious that the death of the bloody giant had caused him a certain amount of recoil.
”Tut tut...”
Looking at Xu Yulong's weak appearance, Luo Chen shook his head slightly, and then continued.
”It seems that I can't even see your power.”
”Don't... don't talk to yourself. Do you think you can win me?”
Xu Yulong stood up and slowly untied the cloth on his hands.
”Do you know why my nickname is ghost hand?”
Suddenly, Xu Yulong looked at Luo Chen and asked.
”Hehe... How could I know? I don't know you either.”
Luo Chen sneered and suddenly found that the black air on the Fu Ling sword became weaker. It seems that Xu Yulong's serious injury still has a great impact on it.
So Luo Chen took the opportunity to inject electric light into it and completely wiped out the black air on the Fu Ling sword with the power of Tianlei.
”Of course it's because of my hands...”
Xu Yulong said slowly. He didn't care whether Luo Chen wiped out the black air on Fu Lingjian.
”What happened to your hand? He is good at cheating and playing tricks. ”
Luo Chen glanced at Xu Yulong and continued.
”Cheating is going to be cut off. Have your hands been cut off? No wonder it's called ghost hands... Tut tut tut. ”
”Hehe... It seems that you still don't understand.”
Xu Yulong sneered. Surprisingly, he didn't take Luo Chen's ridicule to heart.
His voice fell, and a pair of dark hands appeared in front of Luo Chen.
”Oh? Why are you so dark? Is there any other blood? ”
Luo Chen asked curiously after seeing Xu Yulong's hands.
”You'll know later...”
Xu Yulong said in a deep voice, then his whole body was full of spirit and wrapped it around his hands.
Click... Click
A sound of bone friction came out. Xu Yulong's hands became wider and larger bit by bit, his fingers grew longer, and bone blades grew at the tip and outside his fingers.
Finally, a pair of extremely strange and terrible hands appeared in front of Luo Chen. Just these hands revealed a more ferocious spirit than ghost head broadsword. It was obvious that Xu Yulong didn't use these hands less to kill.
”See, that's why I'm called ghost hand.”
Xu Yulong looked down at his hands and said to himself.
”This is also my proudest weapon. As for what ghost sword, bloody giants are not my cards.”
”Well... I see.”
Luo Chen deeply thought and nodded. The hands cultivated by Xu Yulong were comparable to eight or nine grade weapons. Luo Chen can still be sure of this.
”But what? It's probably not a serious skill to cultivate your hands like this.”
”Shit, serious or not, as long as it can make me stronger, it doesn't matter!”
Xu Yulong couldn't help whispering. It seemed that Luo Chen's words just hurt his heart.
”Hehe, OK. Anyway, it's your own practice. What do you say is what?”